Sunday, October 9, 2011

F Says

"Mom, did I break your tummy when I comed out after I was growed in you?"

"Mom, my nose was bumped by [IJ]'s big head!"
These are not cookies, mother.  They're pretzels!
"Mom, does everyone have God and Jesus in their hearts?"
"No, sweetie, but you can pray that those people let them in."
"That is so SAD!  Can we kick their faces?"

"Mom, there are bones and spearmints and ox-ox-ox-y-gen inside us, but you don't have to be scared, okay?"

"Mom, you look like a MAN!"